Riley’s pov
Emma and I finally stumbled back into her room, exhausted, tipsy, and still buzzing with the energy of the night. I sank onto her bed with a sigh, my head spinning slightly from all the excitement. It had been one hell of a night, and for once, I felt like I could let go of everything weighing on me. I knew I couldn't avoid my problems forever, but for tonight, I was content just escaping them.
Emma stepped out of the bathroom, freshened up and wearing a smug smile. She shot me a mischievous look as she crossed her arms, leaning against the doorway. “Hey, girlfriend… you’re thinking pretty hard over there. What’s on your mind? Or…” she gave me a teasing grin, “are you thinking about *them*?”
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the heat that crept up my cheeks. “Emma, please
